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letra de along alligator drunes - stabscotch

dimmed down by night
are you a seeker
or do you pity prey
lest you prune for the rodents
the river that flows
or to be free

totems in snow, history’s in stone
was humble and born foul, wonder white feet, walk lone so long
questions asking for endings
story retold, cycle of shows
my life is pending, don’t know what i owe just to let myself go
need doubt my second guessing
governor of soil, i’ve seen your throne
don’t need to step down, smells like a sanction but i can’t see you whole
i try to speak your cadence
story retold, cycle of shows
my life is pending, don’t know what i owe just to let myself go
need doubt my second guessing
governor of soil, i’ve seen your throne
don’t need to step down, smells like a sanction but i can’t see you whole
i try to speak your cadence
low and behold, light on the port
suddenly flares out, lantern still glows for wanderers lacking a goal
need doubt my second guessing
claws of a crow, lip l!cking nose
memento flashes, waft of a bog gives subtle feelings of home
i try to speak your cadence
low and behold, light on the port
suddenly flares out, lantern still glows for wanderers lacking a goal
need doubt my second guessing
claws of a crow, lip l!cking nose
memento flashes, waft of a bog gives subtle feelings of home
i try to speak your cadence
totems in snow, history’s in stone
was humble and born foul, wonder white feet, walk lone so long
need doubt my second guessing
what is your what now duping me what is your what, you know the faults
think you are always the same
im in a hole no one to know, im in a hole no one to know
riding me right now
i need to hear your cadence
im in a hole no one to know, im in a hole no one to know
riding me right now
i start to speak your cadence
im in a hole no one to know, im in a hole no one to know
riding me right now
a sucker for soil
what is your what now duping me what is your what, you know the faults
think you are always the same
what is your what now duping me what is your what, you know the faults
think you are always the same

my footprints filled totem so high
poetry defeats me, described by slippery cadence
my footprints filled totem so high
poetry defeats me, described by slippery cadence

in a holy sh-ll i watched my tail tremble before my skull
monsoons cried flies the river boils under a thousand t–th
i struggle to relieve his exiled presence
shade of scales my being sings it by any other name
i have a feeling that the ground will peel and excise my bones

- stabscotch

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